Tempted By The Alpha Boss

I travel back to my residence on Madison Avenue, it's a forty minutes drive. This reminds me of the fact that my time with Adrian wasn't actually thirty minutes as stipulated but an hour. I could track the time from what's hit on my watch now I've arrived home and getting off the time left which is taken for the time I spent with him. The taxi drops me by the side of the road, from here I walk through the pavement to my family's three-room apartment which I share with my sisters, Brenda, twenty-eight and Alexandria, twenty. They are the only family I've got since our parents left us when we were pretty much younger. I don't hold them up in my mind with hate as I did Adrian, but I'm most disgusted with their attitude towards their birth children. After they got divorced, they remarried one month after each to the love of their life they had been secretly dating while still with each other. What a shameful act! This is one major reason I'll always be irritated when I remember this. The

Last night was memorable, though I intended to leave at eleven, I stayed up till 1 AM. We got so overwhelmed by the euphoria of the evening and the after-party that we lost count of the time. I thought I wouldn't sleep well due to the few hours left before dawn, surprisingly I had a great sleep. It's time to pack my clothes and belongings into luggages, both girls set in to assist me. Adrian promised to send in a car to come pick me up and any moment from now, it will arrive. I look up to the clock in the world, it's 8:53 AM. I finish up with everything and I just have to wait for Adrian's car to arrive. Sure, he's not going to be the one to drive but one of his drivers. "Girl, I'm just so surprised at how you made it to the final list." I look up at Brenda with a smile on my lips. I thought she said he was gonna reject me because of what happened three years ago. It didn't turn out as she said, but I know she said this out of true concern. All my mind tells me now is that I'm not

A knock comes up at the door, I tilt my head towards it from my bed where I was having a good rest. It's the delivery agent, a woman in her thirties has a large pack of boutique bags with her. I sigh with slight joy, I'm not even sure if what he ordered for me would be my taste. I glance at my phone screen, a gasp escapes my mouth. It's 6:18 PM. What a fuck! I can remember that Adrian made it mean like the delivery will arrive in the afternoon. I'm sure he wants to give no chance for rejection.I pull open the door. "Come inside." "Thanks ma'am." "Are you the delivery woman Mr Cameron sent?" "Yes but I'm working for him." "What do you mean?" I thought she was from the supermarket where these were ordered from."I'm the stylist and makeup artist employed for you." "Really?" My jaw drops. What's the need of a stylist for me? Why would he waste his money on this? "Adrian employed you?" "Mr Cameron?" She corrects."Oh sorry, Mr Cameron?""Yes, he employed me last week to begin my wo

I set out with him walking arm in arm with each other, smiling and talking to each other like the perfect couple. The cameras start to flash on us. Where these paparazzi waiting for us? I repeat exactly the same question to Adrian who doesn't seem surprised as me, perhaps he always experience this being a billionaire and a CEO. "You know I'm a public figure, I am famous being a CEO, so it's normal." "Let me ask you, why did you need an escort for events, why didn't you opt in for a company service but a sexy girl?" "Why, because I got to have them perceive the image that I have a girlfriend." "Who?" "The world," he grins nervously. I feel that he isn't saying the total truth here, from the way he is blinking his eyes, he's hiding something from me. Whatever it is, I don't care. I'm just here for a pretence service and nothing. So this doesn't spoil the mood, we continue our sexy conversation in the midst of the flashes. An usher assigned to us walks up to us. "Good evening sir a

I fell asleep out of frustration, with Adrian by my side. We got too tired to pick up from where we stopped in the lounge upon reaching home, so we dropped to our bed, Adrian's bed and fell off, sleeping in each other's arms. I feel alone, no longer cuddled with the warm hand that I had last night. I wake up abruptly only to find out that Adrian is not by my side, he broke my trust yesterday but I wouldn't let that make me begin my day on a bad note. I raise my eyes to the clock on the wall, it's 5:13 AM. I now recall that Frank told Adrian of his schedule this morning by 5 AM. I head to the bathroom to brush and have a bath, mine is not far from here, I decide to use it instead of Adrian's, I don't wanna take liberties. Upon finishing this, I walk back to his room where I pick my gown and shoes from the floor. I scan around, surprised to see my purse and phone inside lying on the bedside table. How did this reach here? I recall how I had forgotten it on my seat upon stepping forwar